(Marge tracks down Lurleen's father.)Marge: Hello. Are you Royce Lumpkin?Royce: That's right.Marge: The father of Lurleen Lumpkin?Royce: Lurleen? (sighs) I ain't seen my little girl in 30 years. She must be what, uh, 12, 13 by now?Marge: She's 34, and she's having a rough time!Royce: Oh, man. I better whiskey up these corn flakes. (pours whiskey in his cereal)Marge: She needs to see you right away!Royce: Aw, man. I better heroin up this orange juice. (shoots contents of a syringe into his glass)